Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1183

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Chapter 1183

The hamster squeaked and etched into its mind once again a thought it had repeated countless times before, though it had been of little use.

Lee Han put the hamster in his sleeve (the baby basilisk was very displeased) and tried to move to Professor Thunderstep’s workshop.

He could have finished making it in his private room, but the Alchemy School’s tower with its well-prepared facilities was more convenient for crafting.

…Sometimes he could even borrow the professor’s reagents when Professor Thunderstep wasn’t paying attention.

-Wait. Why are you taking me along?

The baby basilisk wagged its tail as if agreeing with the hamster’s protest.

This cozy sleeve was a place only for the hairless one!

“Ah. Please watch me make that Wisdom Incense and give me some advice.”

-Can’t you just ask that thought-form?

The hamster was puzzled by Lee Han’s sudden request.

Since it gave such kind corrections to the student’s magic assignments, it would surely be even more willing to give advice while he was crafting.

‘It’s striking how all of Gonadaltes’ thought-forms are completely insane.’

Such powerful beings readily taking on such trivial tasks without complaint.

Even if one’s arm bends inward, this was bending too far inward.

“Come on. I already feel bad about having this written down for me, so how can I ask about every single step of the process?”

-Hmph. You said you never felt fear…

“And since I have what you wrote down here, I can get advice from watching even if my magic skills are a bit lacking.”

-…

The hamster, who had been about to make a sarcastic remark, shut its mouth tight. It couldn’t believe what it had just heard.

What??

-What, what did you say?

“I said since I have what you wrote down here, I can look at this and you can give me advice if I make mistakes?”

-That… that part after. That part after.

“?”

Lee Han looked behind him.

He only saw the messy pile of books on his private room desk and new snack recipes he had devised for his friends.

-Your magic skills are lacking???

“Well, I’m not as good as you, Master?”

-…

The hamster blinked like a cow.

It was such an insulting statement, but unfortunately the opponent was such a powerful being that it couldn’t immediately refute it.

-This cursed bra…

By the time it got angry and tried to argue, Lee Han had already started walking. The hamster had no choice but to hold on tight to avoid bouncing out of the sleeve.

* * *

“Is that really true?”

“I’m telling you it is.”

“He can focus even more on magic there?”

Nilia, who was slowly boiling processed ingredients in the preparation room within the maze on the third floor of the workshop, responded to her friends’ words with disbelief.

Wardanaz being ‘more’ obsessed with magic than usual.

That sounded like saying you could pour more water into an already full cup.

“It’s really true!”

Bartrek, the dwarf student from White Tiger Tower, stamped his feet in frustration.

“This time he’s planning to finish all the exams first and then go out leisurely!”

‘Does the adjective “leisurely” make grammatical sense in Imperial grammar in that sentence?’

“If you don’t believe it, ask the Blue Dragon Tower guys!”

“That’s right. It’s really true.”

Yoner nodded.

The Blue Dragon Tower students, including this red-haired friend, all looked full of worry.

“I think Wardanaz has gone mad with free time since he doesn’t have to handle our meals anymore.”

“Even though we’re from the same tower, that’s a really trashy comment. If anyone asks, say it came from White Tiger Tower.”

“Maybe he went crazy from eating too much of His Majesty’s tasteless food?”

“The upperclassmen say the food these days is excellent?”

“Come on. The upperclassmen ate anything and everything.”

The Alchemy School students put forward various hypotheses.

Starting from ‘he went mad with magic because he had free time,’ all sorts of creative theories emerged.

Yoner said with a grim expression.

“…It’s probably because the professor disappeared.”

“What?! Which professor?”

“It must be Professor Verdus. I always thought if any professor was going to get assassinated, Professor Verdus would be first.”

“No… Professor Bagrek…”

“Ah.”

The friends paused.

Some even had expressions that said ‘Who was that again?’

“That professor who used to torment Wardanaz?”

“He didn’t torment him. …Did he?”

When Yoner fell into confusion, this time Ratford and Bartrek came to his aid.

“He’s not a bad person.”

“Right. Wardanaz is really worried about him. You guys should have seen him when we went outside this time.”

Bartrek recalled what had happened during the northern commission.

Thinking about it again, it really was…

“Such a fuss.”

“Right. We’ve gone on outings together too.”

When his friends jeered, Bartrek got indignant.

“This time was really different! Even bandit groups got completely wiped out!”

“So what? That’s a reasonable thing to do. Wardanaz probably wiped out anti-magic extremists before too.”

“That’s… that’s…”

Bartrek was at a loss for words.

As an Einrogard mage, wiping out bandit groups was certainly a feasible commission.

But if you had been there to witness Wardanaz’s calm, mad gaze up close, you could never say ‘So what?’

The dimension of that pressure was different.

“It was different!”

“Come on… And Wardanaz would worry even if Professor Verdus disappeared. You can tell just by how he takes care of even you White Tiger Tower guys.”

“Even so, he probably wouldn’t worry about Professor Verdus, would he?”

As the friends’ argument flowed from ‘Would Wardanaz worry equally if Professor Verdus disappeared?’ to ‘Which White Tiger Tower students would he worry about?’, Nilia couldn’t stand it and interrupted.

“Everyone! Weren’t we supposed to be worrying about Wardanaz!?”

“Ah. That’s right.”

“Anyway, I introduced some knights I know to help Wardanaz.”

The White Tiger Tower students explained what they had done when they went north.

The Empire’s knight houses, despite their differences in degree, often knew each other, making it convenient to request help in situations like this.

“Who did you introduce?”

“I introduced the New Moon Knights. And Moradi introduced the Voig Knights.”

“!!”

Both knight orders were famous enough that even students from non-knight families knew their names.

Especially in patrol and reconnaissance, these two knight orders had distinguished records.

The New Moon Knights consisted entirely of vigorous individuals who could ride non-stop from the western coast’s edge to the Nightmare Swamplands, while the Voig Knights were so thorough that rumors said they had eyes and ears even in the northernmost inn of the northern snowfields.

Such people couldn’t be commanded simply by having money and power.

“How did you introduce them?!”

“Huh? I have a brother in the New Moon Knights, so I asked him.”

“…”

The students felt slightly deflated by the simpler reason than expected.

Well, there was no bond thicker than blood.

“But even if you’re family, he was quite generous to grant your request. I heard the New Moon Knights are so busy with their duties that they’re hard to meet.”

“When I told him I didn’t fail thanks to Wardanaz, my brother insisted he must repay the favor.”

“…”

“…”

The friends changed the subject.

“Moradi introduced you to the Vöigg Knights? Was that possible because you’re both from the north?”

“Isn’t the Vöigg Knights quite secretive? How did he introduce you?”

“I asked Moradi, and he said the Family Head personally stepped in to make contact.”

“Really, Moradi. Making such an obvious lie.”

The White Tiger Tower Students naturally didn’t believe it.

The Family Head of Moradi wasn’t an idle person, and wouldn’t convey such a request for a mage who had only done one commission.

“He could just be honest about it like Bartrek.”

“Haha. Maybe it would have been better for Bartrek to hide his reason a bit?”

“I contacted people from my old guild.”

As everyone shared information for Wardanaz, Ratford also spoke up.

Ratford’s former comrades who had gathered under the name 【White Crow】 were skilled at secretly transferring ownership of items.

Yoner, who knew Ratford’s background, asked with slight anticipation.

“Did any information come back by chance?”

“The only information that came back was that Lord Wardanaz is beating up every visible thief so brutally that it’s terrifying…”

“…”

Rumors of the devastation in the back alleys of several western and northern cities had already spread rapidly.

Imperial criminals elsewhere were seriously wondering ‘what’s the reason?’ ‘did someone steal something from Einroguard?’ ‘has Gonadaltes finally gone mad?’ but the answer lay in a completely unexpected place.

“Well, Professor Bagrek isn’t the type to leave traces so easily… I also asked the alchemists from my family, but there was no gain.”

“Gainando and I sent letters to the Imperial Family.”

Adenart spoke in a dispirited, dejected voice.

Like Yoner, she hadn’t gained much either.

“Cheer up. Just making the request is impressive enough.”

“That’s right. Gainando was even rejected.”

There weren’t many Imperial Family members who got along well with each other.

Though the Family Heads of great noble houses weren’t thinking about it, weren’t they people who shared the imperial succession rights?

They wouldn’t grant a competitor’s request without reason.

“I was rejected too…”

“…”

“…”

Adenart’s gloom from failing at the same level as Gainando wasn’t easily consoled.

In terms of being checked, Adenart was equal to or greater than Gainando, not less.

‘Huh?’

Nilia, who had been carefully listening to her friends’ stories one by one, realized something strange.

Could it be that among all of them, the only person who did nothing was…

‘Just me?!?!’

Everyone had been secretly doing something for their friend without saying anything!

Nilia’s fingertips trembled. This was no ordinary problem.

‘Th-the Shadow Patrol doesn’t leave the mountains… so they can’t track this kind of thing…’

Professor Boladi could be anywhere in the empire, but if there was one place he’d never go, it seemed like the northern mountains.

What would he do in such a barren place with nothing but monsters?

Still, she couldn’t just sit still. Nilia quickly began scribbling a letter while her friends’ attention was diverted.

* * *

“?”

Lee Han was puzzled when he didn’t see his friends in the tower.

Usually, he’d see one or two alchemy school students wandering around the first or second floor greenhouse, tending to plants and checking reagents.

‘Well, that can happen.’

After preparing the cauldron, Lee Han took out the hamster from his sleeve and placed it on his head.

This location was more comfortable for speaking directly.

-…

The hamster momentarily recalled an old fairy tale.

An adventurer with terrible cooking skills who inherited a failing inn, reviving the inn with help from a genius rat…

‘Damn it. Why am I thinking of this?’

“Let’s start by making the incense. Oh. Professor. Good day to you.”

-…

The hamster squeezed its eyes shut at the sight of Professor Thunderstep in the distance.

Soon that professor’s pride would be shattered to pieces by the evil ancient spirit!

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